pleasant isolation

A vast desert separates
Displaced by choice and lovingly forgotten
Racing you along the telephone wires
I am an ant with a queen's thirst
How lush and wide would be the garden
When the buds can finally feel the sun

Forget me not
I will for you
I'm tempted by the wider skies
They breathe for me and you and I
My tepid relics hold me tight
No longer warm in the familiar
Too heavy to linger



Credits
Writer(s): Eluta Cline
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